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don't tell them anything

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Published: Aug 15, 2014

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_{watching her every moment.

people scrutinizing her every move.

judging whatever flew out of her mouth.

she felt it.
heard it.
saw it.

the one place she found security
- sanction -
was a world created all her own.

she surrounded herself with walls.

was careful to seal them up;
was careful to block the spies
from looking in;
was careful to keep the spies
from finding her weakness.

she made sure to not get caught off-guard.

hiding was what she became good at;
faking her emotions became second nature;
pretended that everything was okay.

inside she was broken.

it came to a point where
she could no longer trust;
she was afraid to trust;
if she trusted, then she'd make a friend.

but making friends was what lead to betrayal.

the "friend" would see her vulnerable
and leave her to suffer;
the "friend" would ignore her;
the "friend" would turn on her.

therefore, she kept quiet.

she bottled her frustration;
she refused to let others
help her.
she refused to let love in.

she hoped and prayed that things would get better.

she hoped that one day she could tear down her walls.
she hoped that the judging would end;
that others can look past her mistakes.

but things only got worse.

maybe life would be better off
without her;
maybe that little voice was right;
maybe she was a failure.

"just let go.
just be free.
leave this life behind."

now she no longer has people staring at her.

no longer do people point and laugh.

people no longer have an excuse to feel sorry for her.}

_{I don't think this needs Mature Content, but if it does, just let me know POLITELY. Thank you.
I was inspired by two things:
Everybody's Watching Me and Female Robbery (thus the title "don't tell them anything.")
my mood/emotions. I won't go into detail but things have been pretty rough/frustrating for me. I'd prefer not talking about it.

more free verse. yeahhh~ I mean, technically, it's not because i at least tried to keep it to a pattern of lines. but meh. is probably crap.
hmm... now that I think about it. it could be put to music..... maybe.... //is not a musician
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poem (c)
Everybody's Watching Me, Female Robbery, any references (c) The Neighbourhood
You steal, you die.... just kidding.... maybe.}